There were no clouds there when we crawled into our tents to go to sleep. And no clouds throughout the starry night when I peaked out the flap of the tent. But sure enough in the morning there were clouds, banked all the way from the gorgeous Goat Rocks Wilderness, where we were backpacking, to Mt. Adams in the distance.
Much distance in light values, too, from the dark foreground to the sunlit background. I’ve been following some debate on the internet about the value of HDR (see here, for instance, at Scott Bourne’s photofocus blog). And it’s true– there’s some really bad, hypersaturated, noisy HDR out there. Much of it seems to aim at the look of a video game image. Which is fine if you like that kind of thing. I’m more interested in honoring the world as I see it. And rendering this scene as I saw it would have been nigh impossible without HDR.



